My Teddy

29

Brooklyn

"How could you? No don't touch me."
I snap, moving away from Teddy.

He just walks past me and sits down on the bed.

"I'm sorry, baby. I didn't mean to embarrass you, I swear."

I scowl.

Damn his amazing voice.

It's almost impossible to stay mad at him, especially when he's making that stupid (sexy, handsome, adorable) puppy dog face.

My eye twitches.

"No, that's not going to work this time, asshole."

I flip my hair, making my way to the bathroom.

Hopefully he's asleep by the time I'm out of the shower.

He's not.😒

I walk out and huff upon seeing him wide awake and waiting.

He sits up quickly, watching as I toss my dirty clothes in the dirty clothes basket.

"Brook, I said I was sorry."
He huffs when I lay down as far away from him as I can.

"Fuck you."
I grab a pillow, burying my head under it.

That was so embarrassing.

I blush, thinking about what mom and Julia are going to say tomorrow.

They're going to tease me about it all day tomorrow.

I groan.

"I'm sorry baby."
He repeats.

Then again.

"Fuck off, Teddy. I swear, I'll make you go sleep on the couch."
I threaten.

"That's not fair."
He says quietly.

I stay silent.

Fair?

I know he's not trying to talk about what's fair!

"Goodnight."
I snap, turning away from him.

I hear him sigh loudly.

"Goodnight baby."

I don't tell him that I love him.

Not tonight.
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Jordan

She's really ignoring me.😨

Over a tiny kiss.

Hell no.

Good morning.

I love you.

Teddy.

I don't hear a peep out of her the whole morning.

Right after breakfast, she ran into Gabby's room again with Lizzy.

Ugh.

So I just sit around, drinking beer with the guys.

I hate beer.

But I swallow it down as a punishment.

I'm just now seeing how she would be mad.

I think about it from her perspective.

She's shy when it comes to stuff like that.

She has a virgin mind.

I forgot.